Thursday, April 5, 2012

How can a spanking be silent? Good question. I don't mean the spanking itself; Ron loves implements that make a big sound. Loopy Johnnys and curtain cords aren't for him, thank goodness. What I am referring to is the noise I make while being spanked. Let me explain...

Two weeks ago we were engaged in our regular weekend spanking session. As usual, I was quite vocal in my protests at the beginning. The swats almost always felt too hard, or were too close together, and I whined about not getting a warmup.

"I don't do warmups," was Ron's retort, followed by an increase in the speed of the spanks.

Aside from the complaining, I also cried "Ow" when the paddle landed on a particularly tender part of my anatomy. Sometimes it was "Ow, ow" or even "Ow ow ow!" You get the idea. Anyway, I was carrying on in this fashion when Ron suddenly interrupted me.

"No talking." he ordered.

"What? Why not?" Shouting is my favourite part of a spanking.

"Quiet. No talking," my husband repeated, then continued with the job at hand.

Well! This was an unusual turn of events. We are fortunate to live in our own house, with no neighbours listening through thin walls, and with the windows closed, there had never been any need for silence or restraint. I struggled to obey his order. I firmly closed my mouth, squeezed my eyes shut and willed myself into silence. It was difficult, but having to keep quiet made me all the more aware of what was going on around me. The whistle of the rattan through the air, the feeling of it as it connected with my bottom, the deep breath Ron took as he prepared for another assault and my breath as I struggled to remain still and silent.

I thought that my lack of verbal reaction might cause Ron to think I was lacking in enthusiasm, but he carried on for the usual length of time then finally told me, "You're done." By that time, I was done. Holding my tongue had been an unusual but interesting experience, and I have a new appreciation for the self-restraint required to keep silent during a spanking. Those of you who live in apartments have my admiration and sympathy. I think I'm ready for a thin-walled hotel room any time Ron is!

Being a switch, I have experienced it both ways, and frankly I find it very hard to keep quiet, and I do not expect my Lady to be quiet. But like you we live is a house with no close neighbors so noise is not a problem, a thin walled hotel would be different. I guess I look at it differently than your husband, I have always felt it is good to be vocal. If it is a discipline spanking I love it when she cries, to me that means the spanking is being effective discipline. We practice the Spencer system so when I am being disciplined, I always feel better after the spanking if I have a good cry, so she usually does not stop until that happens. Obviously I am referring to discipline spanking, erotic spanking to me is nothing but foreplay which is altogether different.

Quiet is a necessity in my house. Too many little ears. Until recently, I had never made a sound during a spanking. Unfortunately, Dragon has increased the tempo and intensity. Silent is no longer an option. I can't help but let out a squeak with every swat.

We live in a high-rise condo; but our unit is in the corner and the ceilings are high. I've never heard anyone below us; so, I'm assuming they can't hear us either. Although, I'm probably the only one being spanked and yelling. I'll have to see if I can be silent; I don'tthink I can.

It IS hard with kids around. I used to keep quiet very well, but lately he has waited for them to be away and I find the intensity to be a bit more when we are alone. I can NOT stay quiet as well as giving a bit of a squirm!

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